Luyện nghe bài hát Crucified Ones

Mortal crosses in the row
Seem to reach up to the sky
Damned souls on the dark
Going round the arms
Bodies,
bended in pain
Lifeless staring at the space
Persecution of the has begun
Here's the of the alteration
Where life turns other form
Dark ritual of procreation
the cries - of the crucified ones
Throbing Flashes in the rhytm of
Nailed hands greeting angry
fourth to feast in blood
Bodies,
Unnaturally changend in
Purple fluid on the wood
Like of dying cross...
Here's the of alteration
Where gods turn into form,
ritual of demons procreation
Come on! Leave life and join the dead in hell
Masters of arts
Deign to look at servant
Acceptance my sacrufuce
Sebd revebge in seed!
O to me!
I beg thee, open wide the
All of flends
From the of dark abyss arrive!
Pazuzu, the one
Lord, who on agel cries!
Bless the damned, the blessed
- crucify
The Final Massacre
Warriors with hate inflict
true the awful prediction
Still alive lie in the street
the blood to the god
Dying in damned mob
Screaming in pain "This be, Oh god"
Maybe will understand he was never
But be too late, so die forever
Circling in the sky the now descend
To their slaughter of mankind till its end
The massacre of people on the earth
Pain their minds, everywhere is death
False gods in their temples tremble with
They the death is now so near
Unearthly Armageddon with flames of doom
Poisoned seed into virgin's womb
in the sky the demons now descend
To raise slaughter of mankind till its end
The final massacre of people on the
Pain cracks their minds, everywhere is
Merciless' fly over head
Its no time for imploring plans
Commit suicide with horror in eyes
Bleeding with scars, pride now dies
Warriors with hate destruction
Comes true with prediction
Still corpses lie in the street
Spitting the to the god
Dying in damned mob
Screaming in pain "This be, Oh god"
Maybe theu will understand he was
But will be too late, so die
Differend Armageddon came true under your
Dust comes when the time came for the sunrise
The massacre, winds destroy the earth
Impaled notify, that winner is the death